| Scanned and manually corrected by Dave Newkirk (dcn@ixplode.att.com). | |
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| Top of Stairs | |
| You are standing on a landing overlooking a crude but spectacular | |
| laboratory. Rough stone steps curve down to the laboratory floor, | |
| and a closed wooden door leads east. | |
| >GO DOWN | |
| Laboratory | |
| This stone laboratory is full of shelves and tables, all cluttered with | |
| bubbling beakers, strange machines, and moldy books. Two large wooden | |
| cranks are connected to pulleys and ropes that lead up. A stone stairway | |
| leads up, and an exit leads west. On a nearby operating table, a sheet | |
| covers something large. A computer is here, currently turned off. | |
| >TURN ON THE COMPUTER | |
| The computer beeps once, then the screen flickers to life with the | |
| unfriendly message: "Login please:" | |
| >INVENTORY | |
| You are carrying a gold key and some biscuits. In your pocket is a note. | |
| >READ THE NOTE | |
| (taking the note from your pocket first) | |
| In your own scrawl you read "Login Shelley Password Byron." | |
| >LOGIN SHELLEY | |
| The computer whirs a moment, then the message changes to "Password please." | |
| >PASSWORD BYRON | |
| The computer seems to shudder, either in anticipation or fear. The | |
| screen blanks momentarily, then displays a lengthy menu of files. | |
| Highlighted by a box is a file called "Life." | |
| >CLICK THE BOX | |
| The screen displays the message: | |
| "1. Get body [done] | |
| 2. Get brain [done] | |
| 3. Put brain ln body [done] | |
| 4. Attach apparatus to body | |
| 5. Electrify body | |
| 6. LIFE !!" | |
| From the west a wretched, hunchbacked man enters the laboratory, wheeling | |
| before him a cart. "Master!" he says to you. "The apparatus is ready!" | |
| >LOOK AT THE MAN | |
| Igor (for indeed it is he) is not much to look at. | |
| "Master, the apparatus is ready! You promised me a biscuit when I finished!" | |
| >GIVE A BISCUIT TO IGOR | |
| Igor devours the biscuit greedily. | |
| >LOOK AT THE CART | |
| This is a stainless-steel cart with wheels. Sitting on it is a complex | |
| tangle of wires, electrodes, needles, dials, valves, bags, pumps, spigots, | |
| and levers. The apparatus is turned off. Except for one end of a long | |
| green wire, everything seems to be connected to everything else. | |
| Igor fidgets nervously. | |
| >LOOK AT THE OPERATING TABLE | |
| A sheet covers something large. | |
| >TAKE THE SHEET FROM THE TABLE | |
| You roll up the sheet, revealing a monstrously large dead man with scars at | |
| every joint. A screw is set into the monster's neck. | |
| Igor cowers behind you. "Master, I'm frightened!" | |
| >ATTACH THE GREEN WIRE TO THE SCREW | |
| The screw is tightened shut. | |
| >UNSCREW THE SCREW | |
| (with your hands) | |
| The screw is too tight to loosen with your bare hands. | |
| Igor cocks his head as if to listen. "Master! I heard thunder! Hurry!" | |
| >IGOR, GIVE ME A SCREWDRIVER | |
| "Master, I don't have one, but I saw one a moment ago." | |
| >WEST | |
| Workshop | |
| This small workshop looks like a hardware store after an earthquake. | |
| Amongst the many tools on a bench, you see a screwdriver. | |
| >TAKE THE SCREWDRIVER | |
| Taken. | |
| >E | |
| Laboratory | |
| A monstrously large dead man lies on the operating table. Next to the | |
| table is a cart. A computer is here, currently turned on. | |
| Igor is here, fidgeting nervously. | |
| >UNSCREW THE SCREW WITH THE SCREWDRIVER | |
| You loosen the screw in the monster's neck. It creaks like a nail being | |
| pulled from wood with a crowbar. | |
| >ATTACH GREEN WIRE TO SCREW | |
| As you wrap the wire around the screw, you can't help noticing that | |
| the monster's neck is as cold and hard as the stone floor. | |
| >TIGHTEN THE SCRW | |
| [I don't know the word "scrw."] | |
| >OOPS SCREW | |
| You tighten the screw into the monster's neck, securing the green wire. | |
| You hear a clap of thunder. "Master!" cries Igor, frightened. | |
| >LOOK | |
| Laboratory | |
| This stone laboratory is full of shelves and tables, all cluttered with | |
| bubbling beakers, strange machines, and moldy books. Two large wooden | |
| cranks are connected to pulleys and ropes that lead up. A stone stairway | |
| leads up, and an exit leads west. A monstrously large dead man lies on | |
| the operating table. Next to the table is a cart. A computer is here, | |
| currently turned on. | |
| Igor is here, fidgeting nervously. | |
| >TURN THE WOODEN CRANK | |
| [Which wooden crank do you mean, the roof wooden crank or the lift | |
| wooden crank?] | |
| >ROOF | |
| You pull with all your weight on the roof crank but you are unable | |
| to move it alone. | |
| >IGOR. TURN THE ROOF CRANK | |
| Igor cowers nervously behind you. | |
| >SHOW A BISCUIT TO IGOR | |
| Igor eyes the biscuit greedily. | |
| >IGOR, TURN THE ROOF CRANK | |
| Igor pushes on the roof crank -- all 95 pounds of him -- and you pull. | |
| Nothing happens for several strainful seconds. Then the crank | |
| moves a little bit, and a little more, and slowly a crack in the | |
| ceiling widens. Inch by inch the ceiling opens, until it completely | |
| disappears. Rain pours into the laboratory. | |
| Igor looks at you expectantly. | |
| >GIVE BISCUIT TO IGOR | |
| Igor devours the biscuit greedily. Igor nimbly climbs the rope and crawls | |
| outside. Over the rumbling thunder you hear him shout down to you, | |
| "Master! The storm is here! Hurry! Hurry!" | |
| >TURN ON THE APPARATUS | |
| The apparatus drones to life with a rhythmic heartbeat of zap ... | |
| zap ... zap ... | |
| >TURN THE LIFT CRANK | |
| You spit on our hands, take a deep breath, grit your teeth and heave | |
| on the crank. It grudges a little bit. | |
| >AGAIN | |
| As you pull on the crank a sharp CRACK! of lightning illuminates the | |
| laboratory like a strobe, and at the same time gives you a jolt | |
| of adrenalin which helps you lift the operating table a few inches, | |
| a few feet, up high, finally, into the raging storm. | |
| >WAIT | |
| Time passes ... | |
| Another crack of lightning, directly overhead, shakes the entire building. | |
| Igor, soaking wet, tumbles off the roof and lands in a heap beside you. | |
| >TURN THE LIFT CRANK | |
| You can turn the lift crank easily, and the operating table lowers to the floor. | |
| >LOOK AT THE MONSTER | |
| Lying on the operating table is a monstrously large man, soaking wet, | |
| with scars at every joint. A screw is set into the monster's neck, | |
| and a green wire is attached to the screw. | |
| >TOUCH IT | |
| The monster feels warm to your touch, and you can feel blood coursing | |
| through its veins in time to the zaps of the apparatus. The monster's | |
| hand grips the side of the table. | |
| >DETACH THE WIRE WITH THE SCREWDRIVER | |
| As you lean over the monster its eyes open and stare at you coldly. | |
| It reaches for you and you jump back. Clumsily but determinedly, | |
| the monster pulls itself to its feet, rips the wire out of its neck, | |
| smashes the apparatus with a wave of its arm, and shuffles toward you, | |
| growling. | |
| >UP | |
| Top of Stairs | |
| The monster looks up at you from the bottom of the stairs and growls at you. | |
| >EAST | |
| The wooden door is closed. | |
| The monster begins to climb the stairs. | |
| >OPEN THE DOOR | |
| The wooden door is locked. | |
| The monster continues its ascent. | |
| >I | |
| You are carrying a gold key, a note, a sheet, and a screwdriver. | |
| The monster is nearing the top of the stairs. | |
| >UNLOCK THE DOOR WITH THE KEY | |
| Okay, the wooden door is now unlocked. The monster reaches the last step | |
| and towers over you. It looks at you with hideous contempt and roars at you. | |
| >OPEN THE DOOR | |
| You swing the door open, revealing a sitting room to the east, a fire | |
| ablaze in the fireplace. The monster lifts you with ease. It raises you | |
| over its head and throws you 30 feet onto the hard stone laboratory floor. | |
| ***You have died.*** | |
| Your score is 50 out of a possible 100. This gives you the rank of | |
| Lab Assistant. | |
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